Odin sat in the tower, enjoying the cool breeze of late summer. The whole city was busy www.biquge.info or rather, the whole empire was in chaos, and he was the only one who finally had time.

The girl named Jiaxi can always find his place, bring him snacks, and then sit quietly behind him for a whole afternoon.

Today's dim sum is a delicate almond shortbread, the shell is smooth and delicate, the surrounding is surrounded by baking and flowing syrup, and the outer ring formed after cooling and drying is like a delicate woman's skirt, with a semi-coagulated sour jam in the middle, legend has it that this kind of dim sum must be accompanied by rich black tea, the aroma of tea, almonds and the deliciousness of the fruit are mixed together, making people want to stop.

Odin took a bite of the almond shortbread, took the white porcelain cup handed by the girl, and took a sip of black tea, and had to admit that this mixed aroma was indeed fascinating.

Looking at the crowds coming and going in the city and the wilderness, Odin smiled and said to the girl, "Come, tell me what interesting things have happened in the city in the past two days." ”

The girl seemed to be waiting for this moment, and when the warlock's voice sounded, her brown eyes brightened even more: "There are so many interesting things......

"People moved all the dead bodies to the bloody field, and they called these dead guys 'stinky guys' because they smelled so bad. They even found a few corpses of the Sacred Domain Army, and strangely enough, these corpses were neither stinky nor decomposing, and were covered with a pale green layer, as if they were moldy. ”

"Let's just roast these bodies on the fire - because that's what these Sanctuary guys did to us before. ”

The warlock looked sideways at Jiaxi and became interested: "Oh? You said their bodies weren't decomposed?"

It's strange indeed—the soul of a dead person doesn't last long, and the body quickly deteriorates. Perhaps, as he had guessed, the true God had given the acolytes the power that remained in the bodies of the dead?

"Can you show me there?" Odin asked curiously.

"I'm afraid not - they're all burned out. The people thought that the corpses with green velvet were terrible, and that something might crawl out of them, so they burned all the acolytes, even the pelvis to pieces. ”

Jiaxi said with an exaggerated expression: "They deserve it." ”

Odin was not disappointed - the mystery had puzzled him for a long time, and he was not in a hurry to solve it.

"And then, is there anything else interesting?"

The warlock took a bite of the almond shortbread and found it too sweet, and the girl kindly handed it the black tea, and he understood why he had to drink this bitter drink - the sweetness made the bitter taste of the black tea aromatic, and the tea removed the sweetness, allowing the rich sweetness of the almonds to fill the taste buds.

There's nothing stranger than a devil falling in love with dessert, Odin smiled.

"Yes, yes, yes. Two days ago the farmer Kyle, the guy who was stronger than an ox, had put a wooden fence around the wasteland - two yards long! Kyle claimed that this was his private land, and that the lord would protect his land. ”

The people laughed at him if the place where his dog pooped was the dog's private property, and Kyle got into a fight with a couple of people who were laughing at him, just like that day - the guards came and invited them to the bachelor. ”

Jiaxi tilted her head and said that she didn't like Kyle a little, but there were only a few things that were lively on the streets.

"The result?" asked Odin, a gentle listener.

As a result, the Master issued a verdict, because the wasteland had never been cultivated, and Kyle occupied it first, so the ownership belonged to Kyle, and if anyone trespassed on Kyle's land, the guards would arrest the troublemakers according to the law. ”

"If it weren't restricted, people would be crazy about enclosing land?" Odin asked rhetorically.

"No, no—the lord is very wise, and the judges say to Kyle that now the ownership of the land belongs to him, and that he is liable to pay taxes on the land, and that he must pay two hundred pounds of grain a year for the land, according to the productivity of the land!"

Jiaxi replied excitedly, wanting to see the warlock's expression that he couldn't guess the answer.

Unfortunately, Odin already knew the answer, and he smiled at the right time: "I see—what a clever idea." ”

Jiaxi was not stupid, she lowered her head with some disappointment, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "So, now everyone is scrambling to open up the wasteland, but the order is maintained very well, and no one fights because of this." ”

Yes, the warlock knows everything, he just wants to make a little girl happy.

"But the first grain harvest will probably be in late autumn, three months later—until then, we will have to rely on supplies from the Deep Valley City, and buy a little from the barbarians—who will drink only goat's milk, wild animals, and a shriveled and bitter grain, which will not taste good to you at all. ”

Odin didn't seem to notice Jiaxi's frustration and continued to speak gently.

Jiaxi's eyes lit up again - she felt that the warlock was so perfect, always thinking about everyone, as prophesied and a saint like a god.

Lelia hugged the little king tightly and sat on the Golden Throne for a day and a night.

Repon angrily tugged at his mother's corset and shouted, "Mom!

Lelia ignored her, her ears filled with the whistling of swords and weapons, and her son's roar seemed to be far away. It was as if she saw Turing-Stanley standing in front of her, feeling his dying despair—just like herself, surrounded by people who wanted him to die, helplessly waiting for a bottle of poisoned wine to be poured into her ears.

Now, Turing Stanley is here to take revenge, isn't it? Laughing at her for being so ridiculous and ending up in the same fate as him.

She thought about it, after so many years of life, she never seemed to be happy, just looking up at the top of power and climbing up.

She had no lover, no relatives, not even a son - she didn't love her.

Life is so painful, why struggle to survive?

The roar of the battlefield in the distance numbed her head, and there seemed to be a mob cursing outside the gates of the Golden Palace. The whole world longed for her to die. The sounds were like a hacksaw, slicing her insensitive head open.

A soldier knelt in front of her in a sweat and reported to her: "The Allied forces of Cisse, Silver Eagle, and Celestial Star have come to the aid of the king, declaring that they will defend the king to the death. ”

Lelia just raised her eyelids - are these people here to defend us, or are they here to kill us?

When Repon heard the news, he excitedly tried to jump off the throne, but Lelia grabbed him.

He angrily grabbed at his mother's chest, his nails scratching a patch of pale skin, and he yelled angrily: "Fireworks!

However, his mother's hands were like iron rings that bound him, and he had never been so humiliated.

"Fire, fire, fire!" Repon frowned, and in a hurry he could only speak monophonic, then reached out and ripped Lelia's corset off, biting her teeth into the scar on her chest.

Lelia didn't seem to feel anything, and sat upright like a statue. (To be continued.) )